Why Would I Write

Category: Thoughts

  • Want to sixty-nine?

    So the other day I was chatting with James online and somehow he convinced me to buy a lottery ticket. So a few days later, I headed to the Sports Toto place nearby my office and bought a ticket. I spent RM5 on it. The number?

    1269
    James’ reasoning behind the number – ‘Want to 69?’ That was enough for me to go out and buy it.

    Now when I told one of my friends this, he said that there was no way in the world I would win. His reasoning? Cos it was a ‘stupid’ number. And it wasn’t a ‘winning’ number. To him, a ‘winning’ number would be one taken from a car accident or something auspicious.

    James told me my next ticket number should be -2969. (To-night-sixty-nine)
    A sure fire winner!

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    The other day my boss decided that watching Prison Break on a standard sized monitor wasn’t enough.. so he took away my dual monitor set up and gave me a wide screen monitor in place. So now I enjoy PB on widescreen!

    (totally made up story about the Prison Break bit, but the rest is true :p)

  • White gloves, white helmet, white motorbike, white stripe.

    Today every traffic cop was on my side.
    It was crazy.

    It reminded me of one of those days I had before where I thought I was going to die- every light was green, and everything was going according to plan. I thought it was my final day on Earth.

    Usually traffic police annoy the fuck out of me. I really see no reason why they should override traffic lights. Unless the traffics lights are not working of course. They let cars go when it is red, and stop cars when it is green, letting whichever side they feel like letting go, go. Depending on the weather/their mood/or whether they are having their periods.

    Anyways, I used to take this road where I would always be on the unfavored side of the evening traffic cop. I would wait at some 1km stretch of road for like 30 minutes cos he would let 3-4 cars go, and then stop us from proceeding any further. I had to resist the urge to get justice blood under my wheels.

    But I’ve always wondered. Why place a cop there when the lights are doing their job? Don’t they trust a simple algorithm that was created specifically to change the color of lights after a certain interval? Must they risk the lives of policemen? How do you think they feel? Standing in the middle of a busy fucking road with cars coming from all directions. Practically naked besides a whistle and some white gloves (clothes won’t save you from getting run over). All these cops have are their own wits and their trust of Malaysian drivers to obey his (yes his because I have yet to see a female traffic cop) waving hands (but then George, why did you say period? because I felt like it).

    Traffic lights work fine, but the PeRson In Charge (PRIC(k)) decides he needs some cops to do the job of something that’s already doing its job. Do you see the logic in that? All our money that is spent on roads- all wasted? Are they funding the cops and the lights? Isn’t that redundant? Why not just have one?

    Can cops be bribed to let you go first? I’d like to think that if I slipped a cop a rm5 note he would blow the whistle and let my car go.

    You know when your country is fucked up? When people who live in it consider bribery normal, and essential to survival.

  • A series of unfortunate events.

    Today was a pretty eventful day.

    I took my car for servicing in the morning. Some of my speakers are busted.

    I had to go to work (not for the whole day, but still!).

    My atm card got stuck in the machine– and came out a few minutes later. (I panicked for a moment)

    A friend of mine had his house ransacked. But the robbers were pretty stupid– they left 2 laptops, an iPod and a ps3 alone, while rummaging through the whole house and only taking some alcohol.

    I heard another story from another friend: his uncle gave a robber a cash check. The robber tried to cash it in at a bank..and he got arrested on the spot. LOL

    I watched Beowulf in the cinema and it was probably one of the worst movie experiences I’ve ever had. Some asshole sat next to me and throughout the whole show he kept talking out loud! To his friend! Who was seated a some couple of seats away! Behind him! Whenever some titties came on screen or something exciting happened, he would go ape shit and mutter some unintelligible sentences. I wonder what would happen if he ever saw a real girl naked in front of him. He would probably die or something. And he wasn’t even sitting in the right seat! And to top it off- he was one smelly fucker. People like him don’t deserve to watch movies in cinemas. In fact, they don’t even deserve to watch movies.

    One more person to add to the list of people I hate.

    But Beowulf was a pretty good movie. The graphics were amazing (though some parts reminded me of Shrek), and storyline just passable. But it could have done with more action sequences. But it was an enjoyable movie. Some parts were censored in the cinema though. Gotta get the dvd version to see what was cut out.

    On the way home I encountered another bunch of mat rempits. Doing ‘superman’ and weaving in and out of traffic.

    Its been awhile since I’ve had any awesome dreams. Work is stressful like a motherfucker. It’s still the same, it hasn’t changed, but I don’t know why it’s gotten harder. And is it so hard to learn from mistakes? Fuck! I thought humans learn that fire is hot by touching it. They never make the same mistake again. Maybe I should bring a fucking torch to work and burn some fingers each time someone sends me a half-assed done scene.